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First thing I do every session is take my shoes off and curl up into a ball on the chair. I can talk better that way. And I always bring a loose cardi to wrap up in. I will often rub my arms and hug myself while I talk.
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'...
At poor peace I sing
To you strangers (though song
Is a burning and crested act,
The fire of birds in
The world's turning wood,
For my sawn, splay sounds,)
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Dylan Thomas, Author's Prologue
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